@crueltimes​​ | Javi & Ali

The weather had blown in quickly. It seemed as if one moment the sky was clear and the next it had darkened, angry clouds billowing overhead. Much more concerning were the winds that started kicking up and the rains that soon followed, a deluge that created puddles that rapidly turned to rivulets running throughout their small development.

Javier sloshed through the puddles as he ran, head ducked away from the pelting rain and wind that tore at his clothes and hair. The rain and muck he kicked up was hardly a concern though - there was just one person at the forefront of his mind. As always, really.

“Ali!” He called her name even before he’d reached the makeshift medical center, one of the places he imagined he’d find her lingering even in the middle of this storm. She’d say she needed to make sure her patients were okay - though frankly, Javi wasn’t even sure there was anyone staying in the center currently...And if they were, he’d rather them be left on their own and Ali safe if he had a say in the matter.

He called her name once more as he pushed through the door, head swinging this way and that to search for her familiar face in the darkened rooms. “Ali - are you here? Tell me you’re here,” He called, his voice pitched with fear. “Please fucking be here...” he muttered, more so to himself as he moved down the nearest hall.